The Russellville Democrat. [volume] (Russellville, Ark.) 1875-1898, 1887-10-26


Stock Gambling comes into the SANS
catalogue. It must be very exhilarsting
10 20 into Wall street, New York, or state
street, Boston, or Third street, Fhiladei.
phia, and depositing small sum 81
money, run the risk of taking out fort
une. Many men are doing an honest and
safe business in the stock market, and you
are an ignoramus IL you do not know that
it Is just as legitimate to deal in stocks as
to deal in coffee, or sugar, or -four. bnf
nearly all this outsiders who go there on Q
little financial excursion lose all. The old
spiders eat up the transporting flies.
had friend who put his hand on his hip
pocket and said to me in substances: "A
have there the value Of S150,Oo0." his
home is to-day penniless. what
was the mstterf Wall street.
OF the vast majority who are victim
lied YOU hear NOT one word. Ore great
stock firm goes down and whole columns
of newspapers discuss their fraud, or their
disaster, AMI we are presented with their
features and their biography. But where
one such famous firm sinks, five hundred
unknown men sink with them. The great
steamer goes down and all the little
boats are swallowed in the same engulf-
mont.
Gambling is gambling, whether in stocks
or breadstuffs, or dice, or race-tracR pct
ting. Exhilaration at the start, and
raving brain, and shattered nervous
system and a sacrificed property, ana
destroyed soul at the last. Young man,
buy no lottery tickets, purchase no prize
packages, bet on no base ball games or
yacht racing, have no faith in luck, an
swer no mysterious circulars proposing
great income for small investment, shoe
away the buzzards that hover around our
hotels trying to entrap strangers. Go out
and make an honest living. Have God on
your side and be a candidate for heaven.
Remember all the paths OF sin are banked
with flowers at the start, and there are
plenty of helpful hands to fetch the gay
charger to your door and hold the sti1Tup
while You mount. But further on the
horse plunges to the bit in slough mex
tricable. The best honey is not like that
which Jonathan took on the end of the
rod and brought to his lip, but that which
God puts on the banqueting table OF
mercy, at which we are all invited to sit.
was reading of boy among the noun
tarns of Switzerland ascending danger
Gus place with his father and the guides.
The boy stepped on the edge of the cliff
and said. "There is flower / mean to
get"
"Coma away from there,o said the
father, "you win fall off,"
s'No," said he, 81 must get that beautiful
fiower.n and the guides rushed toward him
to pull him back, when they heard him
say, 81 almost have it," and he fell two
thousand feet.
Birds of prey were seen a few days
after circling through the air and lower
ing gradually to the place where the corpse
lay.
Why seek flowers off the edge of a prec-
pice when you may walk knee deep amid
the full blooms Of the very paradise OF
God? When a mar may sit at kings
banquet, why will he go down the steps
and contend for the gristle and bones OF a
hounds kennel? "Sweeter than honey
and the honeycomb," says David,
sis the truth of God" with honey out
OF the rock would have satisfied thee, y
says God to the recreant. Here is honey
| gathered from the blossoms of trees OF
| life, and with a rod made out Of the wood
of the cross dip VI up for all your souls.
The poet Hesiod tells of an ambrosis
and nectar tho drinking of which would
make men live forever, and one sip of this
| YOU an immortal life with God. Come of
Of the material levels of a sinful life
Come and I've on the uplands of grace
| where the vineyards sun themselves. Oh
taste and zee that the Lord is gracious
Be happy row and happy forever. For
those who take different course the
honey viii turn to gall.
For rnany things / have admired Percy
| Shelter, the great English poet, but de
plors the fact that it was a great sweet
ness 10 him to dishonor God. The poem
"Q,Aen Mabn has in 1t the maligning o.
| tbs Deity. The infidel poet was impious
| enough to ask for Rowland HIPS Surrey
| chapel that he might denounce the Chris
| tian religion. He was in great glet
against God and the truth. But he visited
| Italy, and one day on the Mediterranean
with two friends in boat, which was
| twenty-four feet long, he was coming
toward shore when an hours squall struck
the water. A gentleman standing on shore
| through glass saw many boats tossed
| in this squali but all outrode the terror
except one, that in which Shelley, the
| infdel poet, and his two friends were
sailing. That never came ashore, but the
! bodies of two OF the occupants were
washed upon the beach, one of them the
poet. A funeral pyre was built on the
| sea shore by some classic friends, and the
| two bodies were consumed Poor Shelley
| He would have no God while he lived
and he probably had no God when he
| died.
| The Lord lsnoweth the way OF the righteous
| but the way Of the ungodly shall perish.
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